Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

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That thing is not a god, at least not yet.

Generally speaking, the phenomenon of dissemination is divided into three stages, affecting a region, affecting a country, and finally affecting the entire world. Only when enough living beings believe in it can this 'phenomenon' finally become something people believe in.

Appearance, with all abilities.

A ghost who can destroy the world. A chivalrous knight who kills all evil. Even a channel of a cash register. Anything can be a contamination phenomenon. And now the one who is watching He Shenyan and Vladimir

Consciousness is a constructed false god.

All those who believe in him have been killed by Vladimir, and this idiot thinks that this way he can avoid future troubles forever. No one can ever discover the secret of his god, and he can exclusively enjoy the grace of sacrifice.

"interesting."

Vladimir was still crawling aside, desperately trying to get close to his god. In his completely crazy brain, there was only one consciousness left.

sacrifice.

Sacrifice more to gain stronger power.

He Shenyan glanced at him. He had been monitoring Vladimir's thoughts since he brought him here. He could even know what was thinking in his mind faster than Vladimir himself. This

The thought made him laugh sarcastically.

"And what, Vladimir? Get more power, and what do you want to do next? Why do you want to get power?"

He asked casually, ignoring Vladimir who was deep in thought, and walked past the man who was thinking on the spot. And his expression was completely out of proportion to the problem he was thinking about. Just looking at his expression, you would think that he

He is a primitive man, or a caveman. In short, it does not look like the expression of an evolved modern human being.

He was extremely demented and had a kind of numb sluggishness. But a storm was blowing in his mind.

Very good, the purpose was achieved.

He Shenyan was very cautious, even a little too cautious. The purpose of what he said was very simple, just to make Vladimir doubt his belief. As one of the sources of the dip phenomenon, his paranoia and madness were born.

He created this false god and killed all his followers himself.

So now, as long as he doubts his own belief, the existence of this god can be reduced to the greatest extent. It will also be easier for him to deal with it.

——This is only part of the reason.

In the final analysis, He Shenyan simply did not believe that such a useless spellcaster who had spent ten thousand years studying art, playing with people's hearts, and running away in the face of disasters was frightened, could use his own will to construct a dilution from scratch.

Phenomenon.

He doesn't believe it.

His willpower and mental strength are completely below the standards. Even if he is paranoid enough and suffers a major blow, it is impossible to reach this point. The requirements for the birth of the immersion phenomenon are extremely strict. First, he must have sufficient magic power. And Duinmansi does not

If this condition is not met, problems will arise from this moment.

Even the conditions are not met. How did such a harsh phenomenon come about?

The black-robed mage narrowed his eyes and said nothing. He looked patiently at the sky, waiting, even with some anticipation to see what would happen next.

Compared with him who was at ease, Vladimir on the side was much sadder. In fact, using the word 'sad' to describe his current feelings may not be right.

As he said, he has sacrificed many things. Emotions, smell, taste and even pain have all been abandoned by him. Now, he has nothing but memory and name. And what He Shenyan just asked,

But it plunged him into deeper self-doubt.

...Yes, why am I pursuing stronger power? To survive? However, when I escaped from the Immortal Fortress, I already had freedom. If I don’t show up and promise

Texas is hostile and no one can threaten me. I can continue my previous life in Duinmans.

He raised his hands blankly and looked at his familiar palms. His eyes ran across the palm prints of different shades one by one, and his eyes were already full of doubt.

Even the memory may be false, so what else is true for me?

The yellow sand of Shurima and the face of his then ascended master flashed before Vladimir's eyes again. Only then did he sadly realize something.

Perhaps, from beginning to end, he was just a slave trying to escape from the world in front of him.

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"He is back!"

Accompanied by a long scream, a man in a robe with a flashing light on his head broke through the clouds and rushed in. His expression was panicked, and his uncontrollable fear turned his handsome appearance into a despicable one.

, those extremely distorted facial features made him look extremely ugly.

"so what?"

Maisha was playing with her long golden hair, and she was huddled above a cloud with a weak face. The bright purple color in the past, and the scarf with the stars as tassels at the end also dimmed a lot.

The golden sun that appeared out of thin air seriously injured her, but she still remained calm.

"Don't you understand?! Maisha! He's back! That devil, he's back!"

The man took small steps nervously on the white clouds. His timid appearance made Maisha feel bored. The Twilight Star looked at him with her twilight purple right eye in disgust and sighed: "

He hasn't been able to find ours yet, so I did this very carefully. I used more than a dozen leads that I had buried in the world at once."

She turned over, leaving the man with a backup, and said in a dull voice: "From Piltover to Mount Targon... I used every lead, and I also included the mage tower left by the mage himself.

Among them. Noxus, where the big blue guy is, is under my special care, and he himself is overwhelmed. Why do you think he can jump in front of us all of a sudden?"

"You shouldn't provoke him!"

The man yelled like a collapse: "Why do you want to provoke such a devil, Maisha, usually no one will have a problem with you when you play with mortals, but this time you have provoked an enemy that we cannot afford to offend at all.

!”

"Did you see the way he killed other people? Just with a wave of his hand, oh my God!"

His lips trembled, and crystal clear tears welled up in his eyes, falling on the clouds and turning into pearls: "Everyone died! They were burned to dregs... He even ate them alive.

Several of them! Their screams still echo in my ears!”

"Stop arguing, you loser!"

Maisha was so angry that she jumped up from her clouds and roared at the panicked protoss.

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One more update... I went to bed after coding and got up at 5:30. I felt numb.